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#am i an angsty jeff stan now?? maybe
blissfulsun · 4 years
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You are sooo cuute! Ok first request coming in... 6. from the kissing promt list pls 😍 ~ vlobsessed
Nooo u🥺!!! Thank u for requesting angel, I went wild with the word count as per sooorry about that hahah, hope you like it ilyyy😽💓
6. We’re not supposed to be doing this kiss
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Forbidden Fruit // Jeff Wittek
You're still new to the group, your heart doubling in size in the past couple of weeks due to the warm welcome and budding friendships experienced, all the result of a simple DM from David Dobrik himself about a bit.
Climatizing into the tight circle of friends came surprisingly easily to you, feeling like this is where you belong in such a short while.
That's not to say you have been the only one to benefit from the new addition to the squad, Dave singing your praises as the sweet and seemingly innocent cute new girl, the viewer's words, not his. Fans liked you, despite your previous anxieties over their opinions.
And now that Nat and Todd seemed to pair off, the boys and Corinna have formed an unspoken agreement to flirt with you instead.
It's the primary reason behind your school girl crush on Jeff, your hot single male counterpart, rinna's summary not yours. God forbid you'd ever call him hot out loud, the thought alone causing red to rise to your cheeks.
So those appear to be your default roles. You know you are supposed to stick to that unwritten script, but it's getting increasingly harder to control your heart and wild thoughts with someone like Jeff around.
The more time you spend with your new friends, the more you two talk and tease beyond the recording cameras. Jeff feels the same way, both of you frustratingly oblivious and cautious of your behaviour and words around the other, well, most of the time.
It's you who gets caught first, 'You have a thing for our resident bad boy y/n/n?’ Zane notices you staring at your crush's shirtless muscular back on a group hike. For a second you forget how to breathe, choking on your own saliva.
'What?! I don't like Jeff!' you rush to lower your voice at the realisation your words are a little loud and might carry. 'He's loud and obnoxious and I think that high pitched giggle he does when he's nervous is actually really dumb' Zane only laughs at your poor attempt at deflecting.
'Suuure baby' he teases, 'I believe you, careful though, the two of you are prime content right now, the fans love having two hot singles around.' Your heart sinks at the reminder, but you jokingly scoff and push your crazy friend lightly.
‘I'll keep that in mind' the conversation ends with that, you catch up to the others, deciding on a safe spot in the middle of the group, closer to Jeff but not close enough.
The distance silently haunts him just as much.
It happens to Jeff around a month later. He's better at hiding that way, limiting longing sighs and softened eyes only to when he knows no one is watching him closely.
But this emotion, the green monster growing in his chest is new, harder to control as he watches you closely from across the room.
You're filming a tik tok with some hot shot content creator David invited over & he's stuck on the other side of the room in conversation with Scott & Todd.
'You jealous Wittek?' He snaps back into their talk in an instant. 'Of him? You're kidding' Jeff is doing his best to be dismissive, rolling his eyes at his best friend's teasing.
Scott adds to it 'how do you know exactly who Todd’s talking about?' They seem all to happy with themselves in the moment. 
‘I mean he is pretty good loo-' he interrupts Scotty with a scoff '-I could take him.' The words come out a little aggressive and he bites his tongue as the other two guys continue to grin.
‘What kind of "taking" are we talking? Like out to dinner...or more permanently?" Jeff only gives Scott an annoyed look, already tired of the conversation.
Todd is the one to accidentally drive the nail home, 'jokes aside, I don't think y/n is looking for anything right now, the single girl video presence is working well for her.'
It's a reminder he doesn't need. It weighs heavy on him for the rest of the night and long after when he's alone in his cold bed, thoughts of you never ending.
Spring falls into step with summer, you're at home within the group by now & Jeff is even more crazy about you, if that were possible.
Not that you could tell, his absences growing more frequent in your presence, keeping a safe distance seems like the best option even if it's slowly draining him.
He's more angry lately, blames it on withdrawal, you've become a kind of addiction. You don't realise he's at the party, absent from David's car and the recording shenanigans on the way over.
Jeff isn't sure why he let the others convince him to show up, especially now as he has clear view of you and you're smiling at some guy who isn't him. 
'-so yeah it's hard work but I lift abou-' your painfully one sided conversation is interrupted by Jeff, 'Y/n? Can I talk to you for a second?'
You're shocked into stillness, eventually nodding and awkwardly waving off the stranger who's been following you around ever since you stepped a foot into the house.
You wonder what is going on, Jeff himself not entirely sure of his next plan of action, he’s gently holding your wrist when he pulls you through the first door you two stumble across in the dark hallway. 
'What...are you okay?' You're the first to break the silence that envelopes you, his breathing hard as the music lowers in volume with the door closed.
He's looking at you intensely enough for your own breath to stutter, confusion evident in your face as your heart flutters in your chest in realisation of the close proximity in such a small space, both terrifying and exhilarating.
Has he been this close the whole time? 'I've been avoiding you.' The confession only adds to your puzzlement at the current events.
Jeff doesn't stop there, maybe seeing you for the first time in nearly two weeks is what he needed to slowly tip him over the edge, carelessness growing at having you only inches away.
‘It's because I don't trust myself around you, 's been getting harder..' the flutter in your chest turns to intense drumming, eyes searching his for confirmation of what you hope he's saying.
Jeff clarifies, tone raspy 'We don't have to do this doll. I really fucking want to but we don't have to.' '-Good god, please call me doll again' the moan that accompanies your request is confession enough for him.
'c'mere doll...' And then Jeff's lips cover yours, the moment only intensifying. He's nervous at first, but then your arms find their way around his shoulders in an instant, violent heartbeats clashing against both your ribcages.
It's a build up of months of longing, but oh my god is it worth the wait, and you want more.
But you reluctantly move away, the space between you still hardly noticeable, though the fact it suddenly exists again frustrates Jeff to no end. 'We shouldn't be doing this...' your words don't sound convincing even to yourself.
‘I don't care.' His reply is simple, and he means it, done with denying himself when you taste this fucking good, feel so right in his possessive grasp. 
He pulls you in, mouth claiming yours again, is this what you are trying to deny yourself, have denied yourself for so long? Fuck, never again, Jeff's thoughts reflect the same feelings of instant addiction.
He's surrounding all your senses, time a seemingly foreign concept as you're lifted onto the counter, his hands encased around your thighs.
Your own fingers travel with a mind of their own, one hand pulling on the soft hair at the back of his neck, the other gripping around his muscular back wanting him impossibly closer. 
'You taste like peaches' is the first coherent sentence to leave Jeff's mouth when you finally part. He stays close, thumb reaching to clean up the mess of lipgloss he ever so artistically painted across your cupid’s bow with his own.
You can't help but teasingly encase it in your mouth and bite lightly, the groan that leaves his mouth travelling straight between your thighs. In return, Jeff feels you deliciously squeeze them around his middle, the temperature rising between you.
Beyond the unlocked bathroom door the party carries on, your friends unaware of your succumb to weakness, neither of you can find it in yourself to care in the moment.
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